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Tuesday, December 27, 2016

After the rain stopped last weekend, I went outside to sweep up the puddles that formed in our back yard. I was surprised to see this heart so artfully laid out. Normally the pine needles in my yard are the bane of my existence. They are everywhere, in every planter, in the pool, just bothersome. However, it never occurred to me until today that there could be pine needle art. It was a sweet surprise to find.

“Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influence of the earth.” ~ Henry David Thoreau, Walden